Love built this shrine; these hallowed walls uprose To give seclusion from the hurrying throng, From tumult of the street, complaint and wrong, From rivalry and strife, from taunt of foes— If foes thou hast. On silent feet come in, Bow low in penitence. Whoe'er thou art Thou, too, hast sinned. Uplift in prayer thy heart. Thy Father's Blessing waiteth. Read within This holy place, in pictured light portrayed, The characters of worthies who, from years Long past, still speak the message here displayed In universal language not to fade. Leave then thy burden, all thy cares and fears; Faith, hope, and love are thine, for thou hast prayed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ARIEL'S SONG (2), FR. THE TEMPEST by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE TO IRELAND IN THE COMING TIMES by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE WORLD'S TRIUMPHS by MATTHEW ARNOLD ON THE WAY TO CHURCH by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE KING'S PICTURE by HELEN LOUISE BARRON BOSTWICK AT SHAKESPEARE'S GRAVE by IRVING BROWNE A SONG FOR THE RAGGED SCHOOLS OF LONDON; WRITTEN IN ROME by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |